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Not My Type- Part One

Summary: Two polar opposites meet on unusual terms. When they decide to take a chance on each other both of their worlds turn upside down.

Pairing: Nikki Sixx (The Dirt) x OC

“I shouldn’t be here.” Scarlet sighed. She’d been dragged to a scene she never thought she’d catch herself in.

“I told you to wear black.” Drew said, laughing at his sister as they made their way into the dark and musty club.

“I don’t really have a lot of black, you know that.” She found herself standing closer to her brother as the crowd around them began to get tighter. “Plus, I guess I didn’t really think I’d stick out that much.” Scarlet had never been to a bar before, let alone a rock concert.

This was beyond new territory for her. She’d grown up in a safe and rich community, she and her friends all attended university, she’d never so much as touched a cigarette. She was very clean and well behaved, unlike Drew, who looked much more like the so called “degenerates” in the club she stood in. She thought this must be how Drew felt all the time, being the one in the crowd to stick out like a sore thumb.

“I’m glad you came with me.” He smiled and hugged her. Had it not been his birthday, she never would have considered doing this for him.

The lights went down and the crowd began to holler. “What band is this again?” Scarlet asked, only to be cut of by the sounds of screeching guitars and screaming fans.

The band took their places as the singer took center stage. From that moment on the crowd was chaos. Drew lead Scarlet to the front of the crowd to keep her from the pit, which she was thankful for. She didn’t understand the need to thrash about, to be so chaotic. She could see that the men on stage encouraged this kind of behavior just in the way they dressed and sounded.

She looked over each of them, and although her first thought was how dirty and grungy they looked, she had to admit she was starting to see the appeal, especially once she locked eyes with the bassist.

He was muscular, tall, and had a beautiful facial structure. He wasn’t at all her type, but something about him kept her interested, and the feeling was mutual.

As Nikki Sixx played his bass to the all too familiar songs, he often looked out at the crowd. He once did this to scout out his company for the night, but since he’d gotten off heroin he no longer felt he needed sex from a different woman every night. This night, he was enjoying the people who were just as passionate about his music as he was, until he met eyes with Scarlet. He didn’t know her, but something about her made him want to.

He smiled at her, noticing how her purple long sleeve shirt and white wash denim jeans stood out from the common black on black attire most people wore. He noticed her soft curled, blond hair draped over her shoulder, how she stood and observed everyone around her. He could see she was very out of place, and seemingly alone. She sparked an interest that he hadn’t felt in a long time.

Throughout the show he kept an eye on her, just as she did him. At one point, he even knelt down by her and and stuck his tongue out, which made her actually smile for the first time that night.

After the show, Scarlet wondered around in an attempt to find her brother. She figured he was heading to the back of the venue as he’d mentioned he was going to try to meet the band. So she sat at the bar and sipped on a virgin shirley temple. The crowd quickly cleared and soon there was no one left but workers cleaning up and a few bar tenders, so it came as a surprise when someone suddenly sat down next to her.

“Didn’t mean to scare you.” The man said in response to her gasp.

“No, it’s okay.” She said as she caught her breath. She looked him up and down and suddenly felt a little nervous. “You’re the bassist, right?”

“Nikki Sixx.” He smiled, some What entertained by the fact that she didn’t know him. “Whats you name, honey?”

“Uh, Scarlet.” She answered, feeling awkward. She had no clue how to speak with someone like him, other than Drew she’d never even talked to anyone like him.

“What brings you out tonight, Scar?” The nickname wasn’t something she’d expected, and oddly it was one she’d never been given.

“It’s my brother’s birthday today. He was going to bring his girlfriend but she broke up with him a few days ago. He kind of guilted me into this.” She laughed nervously as she stirred her drink with her straw. “I don’t really belong in a place like this.” She shrugged and hesitantly looked him in the eyes. She was almost afraid to make eye contact with him. He was so intense and so attractive and so.. different.

“Did you like it?” He asked as he waved the bartender over. “Jack and coke man.”

“I’ve never heard music like that.” Scarlet smiled, thinking about the music that was ringing through her ears less than an hour before.

“How did it feel?” The question caught her off guard, but she took a moment to think before answering.

“Thrilling, actually.” The thought of it made her smile. “I’m pretty sure my heart has never raced like that before.” She wasn’t sure where the honesty came from, or why she was happy about the satisfied look on Nikki’s face, but she tried not to dwell on it.

“Well I’m glad I could make your heart race.” He have her a crooked smile, which only made her blush. She was not at all used to men hitting on her, and it didn’t help that he’d been so open about it. She knew he must have had a lot of experience.

“Oh, I uh-“ She stuttered for a moment and took a breath to calm her nerves. “I don’t know how to respond to be honest with you.”

“Do you have a boyfriend, sweetheart?” He asked as he slowly sipped on his drink.

“No, never.” She spat out on accident. The smile on his face made her feel embarrassed. “I don’t mean never..” she retorted quickly, trying to save herself from being even more embarrassed. “Just no one serious.”

“Well I’d ask to buy you a drink but judging by your Shirley temple there I’d say you’ve never had a drink in your life.” She was surprised at how easily he read her and how in tune he was. He seemed to know exactly what to say. “Let me buy you dinner tomorrow.”

“Dinner? I can’t possibly be the kind of girl you’d ask out.” She accidentally said, not realizing her thoughts were turning into words until after she said it.

After he let out a laugh, he nodded in partial agreement. “You’re not the kind of girl I’d take back to my dressing room to fuck and forget about either.” This wasn’t language she was used to, she hadn’t heard too many people use words like that without being angry. “You’re pretty, and you seem really sweet. Let me take you out.”

Just as she was about to answer, she noticed her brother standing a few feet away from her, his mouth gaping in awe. Nikki followed her gaze and also noticed Drew. “Uh Nikki, this is my brother Drew. He’s a big fan of yours.”

Drew quickly approached and shook the bassist’s hand. “It’s an honor to meet you man. You’re a huge inspiration to me. You guys rock!”

“Thanks. Happy birthday, by the way.” Drew looked like he could faint at any moment but held his composure.

“Wow! Thanks.” He felt so overwhelmed that he was a loss for words. After an awkward silence he spoke up again, not wanting to ruin this for his sister. “I’ll uh- sorry for interrupting. I’ll wait for you in the car?”

“No, no. It’s okay, I have to get home anyway. It’s late.” Scarlet stood up and straightened her shirt. “It was nice to meet you, Nikki.”

She shook his hand and he held it for a moment, not ready for her to leave without an answer. “You never answered me.”

Scarlet was a little embarrassed to accept a date in front of her brother, but a part of her really wanted to see Nikki again. “Sure, dinner sounds nice.” She glances at Drew and he looked like he might explode.

“Meet me here tomorrow at 5?” He asked, paying no attention to anything but her and her acceptance.

“Yeah, I’ll see you then.” She smiled and hesitantly slipped her hand out of his. She turned away and left the club, knowing he was watching her.

Drew had only been patient enough to wait until she shut her car door to freak out. “Oh my god! What just happened?” He was yelling and laughing, unable to believe what he’d just seen.

“I guess I’m going on a date with Nikki Sixx.” She laughed, knowing well her brother was far more excited than her.

He laughed and set his hands on the steering wheel before breathing out a quiet “Holy shit.”

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When women want to fuck monsters:

When men want to fuck monsters:

Conclusion: men are fucking cowards.

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Instant Crush by Daft Punk is a PK/Uno song

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My reaction to the Aggretsuko Christmas Special trailer

What’s this? Oh, cool! A little Christmas special to hold over for Season 2. Aw, Retsuko looks adorable, wittle Santa-

….uh….why is he looking like that? W…..what’s wrong? What went wrong? What happened?! Haida, tell us, please!

Why is he drinking like that?! What is he looking at?! What’s going on?! Help! HELP! HEEEEEEEEELP!!!!

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PLEASE

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Don’t fear death, fear the state in which you will die.

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Elizabeth Olsen wraps her scarf around Aubrey Plaza

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ok but can you imagine a worse, more terrifying fate than medusa’s one? just imagine. first of all you’re raped in your goddess’ temple. which, apart from the obvious trauma, means you can’t keep doing what you devoted your entire life to. your goddess gifts you with the ability to turn those you look at into stone and your hair into snakes so that you can defend yourself and be a threat rather than a victim to men. and then?????? a fucking MAN decides hes gonna hunt you down and slaughter you for…. sport like just because he can?????? and not only does he kill you but he keeps your head as a weapon???????? effectively using you and your body for his own purpose exactly like your rapist??????????????? like??? and this man is considered a hero while you’ll be remembered as a monstruous, dangerous entity???????????????????? medusa deserved better smh

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Genius

My boyfriend doesn’t like sweet things and I love to bake, so here is his birthday meat cake

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[OC] NY Strips seared in Cast Iron with Garlic, Butter and Rosemary

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Oreo sandwich bar

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Chocolate-dipped cheesecake